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Falling through orchids of flames
Wicked scenes of decay
I wish this was penance
It's only slaughter
The light that blinds
Burns and rapes the senses
My skin is full of blisters
My mouth tastes like sulfur
And my guts are filled with filth

Hell's a wicked place for those who fear to die
You carried a loaded gun for
So long
And time takes no mercy

Now you've fell into Crassus lair
Pay the price with blood

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